An inn on Esplanade Avenue |
I don't know if he's really a salesman. It's never that he's actually selling me something. He just keeps telling me to encourage our guests to review us on Yelp. He calls every few months. He's pleasant enough, but I don't think anybody loves Yelp as much as he seems to do. Every few months is just about right.
I've read enough reviews on Yelp. None of them were about La Belle Esplanade bed and breakfast, or any other New Orleans bed and breakfast, really. The ads I read were about other things: where to eat, where to get a haircut, where to get your cat spayed. Things like that.
I decided to spend a day in front of the computer, so I spent some time on Yelp. In all honesty, I can think of some reasons to use Tripadvisor and bedandbreakfast.com even though Yelp can perform equally well. I don't know who Bradley N. is, but when he writes a review it is a thing of beauty. He can stay with us any time.
Treme |
I replaced some antique toilet seats today with real top-of-the-line models. No one is disappointed by attention to detail. None of the new seats has shells in them. I argued for shells in translucent lucite, but Frau Schmitt was against them. She is usually right about these things, and she is probably right this time.
A view of our lobby |
Ready, willing, and able |
Plaquemines Parish is bigger than you think, especially when you are trying to visit every bayou taxidermist within scooter range. This alliduck hunt is going to take longer than a trip to Baton Rouge.
Five motor scooters viewed from the top of the LA Capitol |
Bradley N said a eyeful when he observed that Esplanade Ridge is a location ideal for exploration. I say that, myself, almost every morning.
When we have adventures in New Orleans, or in the rest of Louisiana, our home base is La Belle Esplanade bed and breakfast.
-A votre sante.
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